There comes a time — quite often actually — when a reader’s “like” inspires me to craft a post from a comment.
Bill, you have a highly overdeveloped sense of your own importance. Is that not a superfluous sentence you’ve just written?
As a vegan, I join with non-such at a restaurant, open the menu and bite my (own) tongue at the overwhelming quantity of non-vegan fare that tastelessly adorns the menu — beef tongue is but one. Hey, why is tongue not among the lurid photographs of dismemberment, decapitation, mutilation and third-degree burns? Just wondering.
Wonder no more my friend, you do exactly the same thing with produce — dead on arrival at the supermarket.DOA. Q E effing D.
Tongue bite: What is the dispassionate difference between cannibalism — enjoying succulently prepared body parts from a fellow specie, and consumption of any other highly evolved sentient being, one that also has a central nervous system, among other inconvenient commonalities?
It is societally sanctioned. Call it an appetizer, entree, craving, tradition, custom, rite, blessing, a dominion-over thing. We’re talking about a nutritionally healthy and balanced diet.
You see, it’s OK — those animal remains on our plate did not have four fingers and an opposing thumb, did they? Nor did they have vocal chords that produce sounds of all sorts. So it’s OK, OK? It is OK, Bill. By the way, have you ever heard of the Natural Law?
Yes. I have.
Look here, Bill. We’re getting a little tired of vegans trying to stuff kale down our throats all the time. Do you have any idea what that’s like? Do you? Well let me tell you about the Natural Law. It’s what gives us dominion over all the beasts. So, populate your own planet if you don’t like it.
If that isn’t enough to stop your insane raving, we have saved the very best argument for last, so please, if it’s not asking too much. Might you leave us these two words — CANINE TEETH.. That should shut you up. Sorry if it offends you, but really.
Thanks for reading.